From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,"The barrier here has been broken. I'll handle the aftermath myself, you all go, don't get in my way anymore." I waved my hand.,Zhang Fatty let out a ghastly grin: “If anything were to happen to her, I wouldn’t live either. Even if I die, I want to die in front of her.”。